I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.

Loudly declaring our soul's desire can get the blood running and our passions blazing.

What if the question is not why I am so infrequently the person I really want to be, but why do I so infrequently want to be the person I really am?

Not doing is not about immobility or giving up in despair. It is first and foremost about being able to be with, to accept fully, what is in this moment.

Tell me, can you see beauty? Can you let it renew your commitment to life, every day? I don't want to wait for death to be near to receive the beauty in my life. I want to be awed every day by the truth-pretty or painful-and let it open me to the beauty that surrounds me and draws me deeper and deeper into my own life.

Sometimes I think there are only two instructions we need to follow to develop and deepen our spiritual life: slow down and let go.

It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.